NeoAJ

When Royalty Collides

I will put down tentative interest as well, if only because I have no clue how I would play this kind of RP. I guess I can try and find a kingdom that hasn't been claimed yet, but we shall see. It's going to be a lot for me to do and that's been a problem lately.

Edge of Darkness | Pokemon

The One True Dancing Queen

If you're going to come in here and try to step to this beat, you better make sure your shoelaces are tied, fool."

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Name: Robyn Marie Springs

Nicknames: Springs

Aliases: The Dancing Queen, Breaker of Souls, The Block-Rocker

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Origin: Castelia City, Unova

Appearance: Robyn stands at 5'9", and weighs 118 lbs. She is of African-American descent, her skin is a light brown, and she has light brown eyes that some swear shine gold in the moonlight. She wears her purple-sheened black hair pulled back in a ponytail that ends at her shoulder blades, but leaves the bangs hanging out front. She has tattoos of the Chinese symbols for determination and dance on the lower left and right sides of her back, and she has a large scar on her right leg, around the knee.

Her outfits consist of a variety of plain low-cut t-shirts, zipper up hooded sweatshirts with a variety of graffiti-styled designs on them, shorts that barely go halfway down her thighs and tights that cover up the rest of her lower body. The constants in her outfit are a bright orange scrunchie that she uses to keep her ponytail in place and a gold plated chain carrying a pendant with an aquamarine stone set inside of it.

Personality: Robyn has a tendency to be a little bit ditzy in social situations, but that doesn't hamper her energy levels. She's still willing to give as much as she can to whatever cause she sets her mind to, be it making a sandwich or being a Pokémon League champion. However, that raw passion can get it into a lot of trouble at times, as she tries to step beyond her limits or into situations she doesn't really understand. Luckily there isn't much that meets that criteria anymore.

The other side to her passion means that she is quick to learn whatever she can about the field she is in. It was how she was able to become so good at crew dancing in a relatively short amount of time, and why she is relatively knowledgeable on Pokémon in Unova and Alola. She is quick to share info with whoever is around, even if they don't ask for it. This also means that she is not very good at keeping secrets. In her blonder or drunker moments, she'll be blurting out confidential information without realizing it.

Short Biography: Robyn was a dancer for most of her life, starting in ballet as a child, before joining a street crew at the age of 13. She was good, able to do aerial moves that most of the other dancers could only dream. Her crew, Rock Steady, scored an audition for Unova's Got Talent. However, during the audition, Robyn was thrown incorrectly and landed hard on the concrete, shattering her right knee and breaking both her wrists. Her parents couldn't afford the proper surgery and as such, her dancing career was over at 18.

Rehab sucked, and Robyn repeatedly grew frustrated until one day she ran away from home into Pinwheel Forest. There she found a battered Petilil that she took back to Castelia to heal. She was going to bring it back to its home, but instead ended up keeping the newly-christened Nina. Her friends and family convinced her to take on the Unova League challenge to try and earn the money to pay for the necessary surgeries to fully fix her leg. Robyn had nothing to lose so she tried. She didn't lose. She won the championship with Nina dancing past the competition with ease. The Elite Four was no match for the Flowering Pokemon. Robyn had enough money for surgery and enough to take a trip after.

The Castelia City native headed to Alola after that, desiring a tropical paradise and a new challenge. She worked her way through the trials there and soon reached the summit of the Alola League as well. She was seemingly unstoppable. The Alolans wanted her to stay as champion, but she was only a tourist. She returned to Unova and was approached to become a member of their Elite Four, if not a Champion contender along with Iris. She accepted this offer and settled in as a daunting opponent for anyone looking to try and come for her throne. With Sinnoh looking for substitute members to rotate through it's Elite Four, Robyn is playing tourist again as she headed to the Northern lands.

Pokemon:

The Floral Dancing Queen

Name: Nina
Species: Lilligant
Gender: Female
Ability: Own Tempo (Can not be confused.)
Appearance: Looks like a normal Lilligant except for two notches in the giant leaf coming from her crown, giving her a look similar to her trainer's ponytail.
Personality: Nina moves to the beat of her own drum, but she's always chipper and full of energy. She is ruthless in battle, dancing circles around her opponents until their dreams are smashed.
Move Set: Quiver Dance
Petal Dance
Sleep Powder
Dream Eater

The Bringer of Rain

Name: Juliana
Species: Lapras
Gender: Female
Ability: Hydration (Heals status problems if it is raining)
Appearance: Juliana has darker blue skin than a normal Lapras due to the constant traveling around the Alolan Islands, and the dark blotches are smaller
Personality: Lapras are known to be gentle creatures, and Juliana is no exception, maintaining a kind disposition no matter who is approaching her. She really enjoys neck rubs.
Move Set: Rain Dance
Thunder
Ice Beam
Surf

The Mega Master of Disaster

Name: Katrina
Species: Absol
Gender: Female
Ability: Super Luck (Heightens the critical hit ratios of moves)
Appearance: No change from a run-of-the-mill Absol. Katrina is equipped with Absolite to allow her to Mega Evolve.
Personality: Very docile and shy when first met, Katrina has opened up since beginning her travels with Robyn. She took to dancing very quickly, expressing a joy that was previously unseen.
Move Set: Swords Dance
Night Slash
Stone Edge
Play Rough

The Fiery Speaker of the Spirits

Name: Sayuri
Species: Oricorio (Sensu Style)
Gender: Female
Ability: Dancer (When another Pokemon uses a Dance move, Oricorio will immediately use that move as well)
Appearance: While maintaining the main purple coloring and the light blue feathers at the tips, the middle pink feathers are a deeper red as opposed to pink, an homage to Sayuri's roots.
Personality: Because Sayuri was originally caught as a Baile Style Oricorio, she has a temper that is quick to show itself from her usual calm and collected exterior as a Sensu Style Oricorio.
Move Set: Teeter Dance
Feather Dance
Revelation Dance
Air Slash

The Cymbal of Destruction

Name: Marley
Species: Kommo-o
Gender: Male
Ability: Overcoat (Protects the Pokemon from the effects of sand, hail and powder
Appearance: Marley is slightly bigger than a normal-sized Kommo-o
Personality: Marley likes to create his own music with his scales, even if it's nowhere near in time with the actual music playing. He knows it's off-beat, he just likes hearing it.
Move Set: Dragon Dance
Sky Uppercut
Clanging Scales
Poison Jab

The Dancing Deity of the Day

Name: Ra
Species: Volcarona
Gender: Male
Ability: Flame Body (Burns the foe on contact)
Appearance: Ra appears similar to most Volcarona.
Personality: Ra knows how powerful he is and acts like it, often looking down on his opponents. Robyn doesn't like that aspect of Ra's personality, but it gives him a competitive edge, so she lives with it.
Move Set: Quiver Dance
Fiery Dance
Bug Buzz
Morning Sun

Summary: An ex-dancer who channeled a gruesome injury into a championship Pokemon career.

Other: - She is never seen without her Xtransceiver, or her Mp3 player, the headphones of which are perpetually dangling over her shoulder if they are not in her ears.
- She loves Casteliacones, with her favorite flavor being chocolate peanut butter.
- Her favorite genres of music are trap, hip-hop and trance. She hates country and adult-alternative music.
- She knows she can still dance. She just chooses not to anymore.

Edge of Darkness | Pokemon

@Ambra @Hey Im Jordan

She is ready.

The One True Dancing Queen

If you're going to come in here and try to step to this beat, you better make sure your shoelaces are tied, fool."

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Name: Robyn Marie Springs

Nicknames: Springs

Aliases: The Dancing Queen, Breaker of Souls, The Block-Rocker

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Origin: Castelia City, Unova

Appearance: Robyn stands at 5'9", and weighs 118 lbs. She is of African-American descent, her skin is a light brown, and she has light brown eyes that some swear shine gold in the moonlight. She wears her purple-sheened black hair pulled back in a ponytail that ends at her shoulder blades, but leaves the bangs hanging out front. She has tattoos of the Chinese symbols for determination and dance on the lower left and right sides of her back, and she has a large scar on her right leg, around the knee.

Her outfits consist of a variety of plain low-cut t-shirts, zipper up hooded sweatshirts with a variety of graffiti-styled designs on them, shorts that barely go halfway down her thighs and tights that cover up the rest of her lower body. The constants in her outfit are a bright orange scrunchie that she uses to keep her ponytail in place and a gold plated chain carrying a pendant with an aquamarine stone set inside of it.

Personality: Robyn has a tendency to be a little bit ditzy in social situations, but that doesn't hamper her energy levels. She's still willing to give as much as she can to whatever cause she sets her mind to, be it making a sandwich or being a Pokémon League champion. However, that raw passion can get it into a lot of trouble at times, as she tries to step beyond her limits or into situations she doesn't really understand. Luckily there isn't much that meets that criteria anymore.

The other side to her passion means that she is quick to learn whatever she can about the field she is in. It was how she was able to become so good at crew dancing in a relatively short amount of time, and why she is relatively knowledgeable on Pokémon in Unova and Alola. She is quick to share info with whoever is around, even if they don't ask for it. This also means that she is not very good at keeping secrets. In her blonder or drunker moments, she'll be blurting out confidential information without realizing it.

Short Biography: Robyn was a dancer for most of her life, starting in ballet as a child, before joining a street crew at the age of 13. She was good, able to do aerial moves that most of the other dancers could only dream. Her crew, Rock Steady, scored an audition for Unova's Got Talent. However, during the audition, Robyn was thrown incorrectly and landed hard on the concrete, shattering her right knee and breaking both her wrists. Her parents couldn't afford the proper surgery and as such, her dancing career was over at 18.

Rehab sucked, and Robyn repeatedly grew frustrated until one day she ran away from home into Pinwheel Forest. There she found a battered Petilil that she took back to Castelia to heal. She was going to bring it back to its home, but instead ended up keeping the newly-christened Nina. Her friends and family convinced her to take on the Unova League challenge to try and earn the money to pay for the necessary surgeries to fully fix her leg. Robyn had nothing to lose so she tried. She didn't lose. She won the championship with Nina dancing past the competition with ease. The Elite Four was no match for the Flowering Pokemon. Robyn had enough money for surgery and enough to take a trip after.

The Castelia City native headed to Alola after that, desiring a tropical paradise and a new challenge. She worked her way through the trials there and soon reached the summit of the Alola League as well. She was seemingly unstoppable. The Alolans wanted her to stay as champion, but she was only a tourist. She returned to Unova and was approached to become a member of their Elite Four, if not a Champion contender along with Iris. She accepted this offer and settled in as a daunting opponent for anyone looking to try and come for her throne. With Sinnoh looking for substitute members to rotate through it's Elite Four, Robyn is playing tourist again as she headed to the Northern lands.

Pokemon:

The Floral Dancing Queen

Name: Nina
Species: Lilligant
Gender: Female
Ability: Own Tempo (Can not be confused.)
Appearance: Looks like a normal Lilligant except for two notches in the giant leaf coming from her crown, giving her a look similar to her trainer's ponytail.
Personality: Nina moves to the beat of her own drum, but she's always chipper and full of energy. She is ruthless in battle, dancing circles around her opponents until their dreams are smashed.
Move Set: Quiver Dance
Petal Dance
Sleep Powder
Dream Eater

The Bringer of Rain

Name: Juliana
Species: Lapras
Gender: Female
Ability: Hydration (Heals status problems if it is raining)
Appearance: Juliana has darker blue skin than a normal Lapras due to the constant traveling around the Alolan Islands, and the dark blotches are smaller
Personality: Lapras are known to be gentle creatures, and Juliana is no exception, maintaining a kind disposition no matter who is approaching her. She really enjoys neck rubs.
Move Set: Rain Dance
Thunder
Ice Beam
Surf

The Mega Master of Disaster

Name: Katrina
Species: Absol
Gender: Female
Ability: Super Luck (Heightens the critical hit ratios of moves)
Appearance: No change from a run-of-the-mill Absol. Katrina is equipped with Absolite to allow her to Mega Evolve.
Personality: Very docile and shy when first met, Katrina has opened up since beginning her travels with Robyn. She took to dancing very quickly, expressing a joy that was previously unseen.
Move Set: Swords Dance
Night Slash
Stone Edge
Play Rough

The Fiery Speaker of the Spirits

Name: Sayuri
Species: Oricorio (Sensu Style)
Gender: Female
Ability: Dancer (When another Pokemon uses a Dance move, Oricorio will immediately use that move as well)
Appearance: While maintaining the main purple coloring and the light blue feathers at the tips, the middle pink feathers are a deeper red as opposed to pink, an homage to Sayuri's roots.
Personality: Because Sayuri was originally caught as a Baile Style Oricorio, she has a temper that is quick to show itself from her usual calm and collected exterior as a Sensu Style Oricorio.
Move Set: Teeter Dance
Feather Dance
Revelation Dance
Air Slash

The Cymbal of Destruction

Name: Marley
Species: Kommo-o
Gender: Male
Ability: Overcoat (Protects the Pokemon from the effects of sand, hail and powder
Appearance: Marley is slightly bigger than a normal-sized Kommo-o
Personality: Marley likes to create his own music with his scales, even if it's nowhere near in time with the actual music playing. He knows it's off-beat, he just likes hearing it.
Move Set: Dragon Dance
Sky Uppercut
Clanging Scales
Poison Jab

The Dancing Deity of the Day

Name: Ra
Species: Volcarona
Gender: Male
Ability: Flame Body (Burns the foe on contact)
Appearance: Ra appears similar to most Volcarona.
Personality: Ra knows how powerful he is and acts like it, often looking down on his opponents. Robyn doesn't like that aspect of Ra's personality, but it gives him a competitive edge, so she lives with it.
Move Set: Quiver Dance
Fiery Dance
Bug Buzz
Morning Sun

Summary: An ex-dancer who channeled a gruesome injury into a championship Pokemon career.

Other: - She is never seen without her Xtransceiver, or her Mp3 player, the headphones of which are perpetually dangling over her shoulder if they are not in her ears.
- She loves Casteliacones, with her favorite flavor being chocolate peanut butter.
- Her favorite genres of music are trap, hip-hop and trance. She hates country and adult-alternative music.
- She knows she can still dance. She just chooses not to anymore.

Edge of Darkness | Pokemon

Yay! I hopefully don't have much adapting to the character to do, so I'm looking forward to RPing with her again!

NeoAJ's The Ones

I'm making this so I can keep tabs on all the characters I end up making, since I rarely use the same one twice, but you never know. They could be brought out of retirement someday. Avert your eyes from the older ones though. I was not good back then.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{A Collaboration Between: @Bee and @NeoAJ
Featuring: Jessica Oliver and Mia Riley}

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All this time later, Jessica was STILL on her phone for whatever reason. It was like she was glued to it, but that wasn’t odd considering who she was and what little hobbies she actually had. She was still sipping her drink, as always. It wasn’t like she was expecting anyone to go up to her and actually say hi, or any company right now. She was much more in the camp of being alone and minding her own business. At least, for the time being.

Meanwhile, to say that Mia Riley was slow to get out of bed was an understatement. The late flight out of Philadelphia had taken a lot out of her. The long amount of time spent in the airport bar with her fake I.D. didn’t help either. Lifting the license of Texas resident Katelyn Rogers may have been the most expensive acquisition Ms. Riley ever made in terms of alcohol consumed. But it did get her into the bar and into the suitcase of a British businessman. Not enough to snake his laptop, but enough to slip his phone out and get some info off it.

Either way, she was exhausted. Enough to miss out on all the festivities at the Lakeshore that she was blissfully unaware had devolved into chaos. Enough to completely miss her roommate who had already moved through the shadows and out of the room. It gave Mia a modicum of quiet that she treasured for the moment. Then her stomach growled.

She wasn’t going to cook anything herself. Not on the road to recovery. So Mia dressed herself as quickly and as fashionably as she could, which was still streets ahead of most of her peers at the Academy, and headed towards the Apollo Cafe. It appeared to be packed. Not a good sign. At least there wasn’t much of a lineup at the counter. The daughter of Hermes put in an order for an everything bagel and a tall pumpkin spice latte. It was September. It was appropriate to go PSL.

Not expecting to get it any time soon, she scanned the area for a spot that wasn’t already taken by someone else. Luckily, one of her good friends was saving her a seat. Jessica just didn’t know it yet.

“Jessica!” Mia exclaimed as she made her way over to the woman still on her phone. “How you doin’, girl? How was your summer? Mind if I sit here? Great! Thanks!” The Jersey native effortlessly slid into the chair opposite the child of Aphrodite. “Anyway, it’s been months! What’s up?”

Jessica, being completely oblivious to the world around her and being immersed in an entirely different world, had been rudely surprised when she heard a rather loud voice, yanking her from her trance. Blinking twice and looking up from her phone, the Daughter of Aphrodite immediately recognized who it was. It was impossible to miss eyes as iconic as those. She wasn’t entirely expecting Mia to come along, but it wasn’t like she was going to oppose the presence of such an amazing person.

It’d been a while, anyway. Jessica was more than happy to accommodate Mia, even if she would’ve much rather been alone. “Mia! Hey!” She smiled, putting her phone down, “I’ve been good! What about you? It’s been suuuuuch a long time!”

“I know, right?” Mia agreed. “Feels like forever since I’ve actually done anything! At least, anything worth Gramming!” She smiled, taking those sparkling orbs away for one second before opening them again. “But yeah, just another summer prowling the boardwalk, showing those tourists what’s the real situation out there. Living that Jersey dream, right? So c’mon! Did you get any super new shit over the summer? Gotta be at least a couple outfits you’re dying to show off!”

As soon as Jessica heard Mia’s question about her fashion, she could not have had a wider smile on her face. There was so much shit she wanted to talk about it was hard to figure out where to begin. She put her phone down and put her hands on her cheeks, a rather happy look on her face as she started to think about where to begin. “Girl. You don’t even know. Girl.” She smiled, before grabbing her phone and pulling up the photo app. Guess she had to start at the beginning of the Summer to really show Mia what she had gotten into. “Just the usual… top secret shit.” The Daughter of Aphrodite smiled, before showing a picture of herself wearing a rather lavish dress.

Mia just stared at the gorgeous gown that Jessica was showing her. It was exactly the kind of garment that was fitting one of the premier fashionistas on campus, and she could barely contain herself at the sight of it. “Damn, girl! Where did you find that? The gods themselves gotta be jealous of that stunner!” She leaned back in her chair, just needing a moment after seeing that. “Like I know you’re good, but seriously, that is fucking amazing.”

Jessica was blushing with how much Mia was gassing her up. The Daughter of Aphrodite was a big fan of anything that pumped her ego up, especially talk like this. Man, she was getting such a big head from this. She sort of felt bad as she continued to talk about her fashion procurements over the Summer. Not to mention, Mia was an actual friend of hers. Of course, she genuinely wanted to know what she was up to during their time apart. “What about you though? What’s up with you? You’ve got to have done more than prowl the boardwalk. No way it was just that.”

The Daughter of Hermes tilted her head back and forth. It wasn’t as if Jessica was unaware of just what “prowling the boardwalk” entailed. How else was Mia able to keep a reasonable pace with Jessica’s wardrobe without some generous unknowing contributions from the tourists on the shore? However, Mia was still playing coy. “Well, you know, I’m just out there doing my thing. I got a new ID to play with, and that’s getting me into the casinos in Atlantic City, and you know, I gotta be able to show I belong there, so I got this.” She pulled out her phone, quickly scrolled through her gallery, and showed Jessica a selfie of her wearing a brand-new sparkling green dress. “I mean, it really helps put the Irish in my eyes, you know?”

Gawking at the green dress that Mia had shown Jessica, she was honestly stunned. Not in the bad, shocked sort of way, but the drop dead, really good way. Seemed like Jessica was rubbing off on Mia, which was really, really good. Maybe at last, she could have someone who could she could talk more in-depth about fashion with. “Girl! Damn!” She gasped, pulling the phone closer to her own eyes, “That’s really, really pretty!” She smiled, before gently pushing the phone back toward her phone. “Where’d you find it?!”

Mia shrugged as she tossed the phone back on the table. “Little place in New York. Honestly, never heard of it, pretty straightforward name, it’s like New York Dress? Anyway, it’s a cute little spot and I saw that, and of course, it had to be mine, so I made it so.” After what seemed like forever, Mia’s order finally arrived at the table, with the butter still melting into the nooks of the bagel. “Thank you!” she said to the server. She took a quarter of the baked good and took a bite that felt like heaven considering she hadn’t eaten since the airplane. “Ugh, I needed that. Airplane food was terrible. But yeah, obviously I can accessorize it a little better than I did there, but it’s a fucking knockout gown, right?”

Jessica nodded intently. She couldn’t get over how fucking beautiful that dress truly was. If Jessica liked your dress, it was probably one of the highest compliments you could have ever received as a student of Olympus Academy. It really, really went well with Mia. It was fitting, considering Mia had some of the prettiest eyes she’d ever see on campus. It was only fitting that she find a just as beautiful dress. “Yes! You need to take me to this ‘New York Dress’. That is fucking gorgeous.” The Daughter of Aphrodite smiled.

The Daughter of Hermes picked up her latte and leaned back in her chair, looking very proud of herself. Her attire had been rather… street-rattish when she first came to Olympus, but if she could make Jessica this envious, then clearly Mia was learning well. “I think we can arrange that,” she confirmed. “When we get to the holidays, we can take a little trip up to the city and take care of a few things.” Mia winked to seal the deal. “Ooooooh, I think there was this little pastel pink number that would be perfect for you, Jess! Would go great with your eyeshadow!”

Jessica put a finger up to her eye and pointed toward her current eyeshadow, which was, of course, pink. “Really? Did you take any pictures of that?” Jessica inquired, “I so wanna see this.”

“Um, give me a sec,” Mia went back to her phone and started flipping through the photos. There were a lot to scroll through, given all the data she had downloaded off of traveler’s phones. Eventually she reached “NEW YORK AUGUST 2019” and went through the photos. “Ummm….there! There it is! Got it!” She turned the phone around to show Jessica this little number. “I mean, I’m not as good at this as you, but I think you could pull it off like it was nothing!”

Was Mia actually a daughter of Aphrodite? This dress was absolutely fabulous! Needless to say, Jessica was thoroughly shocked. “Girl!” Jessica grabbed the phone and pulled it closer, “I love it! Ugh! I wish I could just… get on over to that store! I’d go broke just going crazy in that store.”

Mia laughed before taking a long sip of her latte. “I know, right? If I didn’t have such a productive summer on the boardwalk, I probably would have just been standing outside with my puppy-dog eyes trying to convince someone to buy me it. But girl, sometimes you just need to have it, you know? Seriously, we’ll go to New York over a holiday weekend or something and we will get you that dress. I guarantee it.”

“You sure?” Jessica put her head on her hands curiously, before sticking out her pinky. “Promise me we will.”

The Jersey girl set her cup down and hooked her pinky with Jessica's. “Promise you,” Mia confirmed.

Edge of Darkness | Pokemon

Why am I just seeing this now?!? T_T

I blame @Altered Tundra. Anyway, I'll rely on him to keep me up to date on this RP since it looks like you have a full slate as is. Best of luck with this!

The EyeSight 2020 Festival Tour (Band SoL RP)

@NeoAJ Yay!! Just the kind of RP I've been looking for. Here's my solo artist, I hope this is ok.

Kaelynn Shaw

Kaelynn Shaw

Act Name
Kaelynn Shaw

Based Out Of
Seattle, Washington

Genre of Music
Alt-rock singer songwriter

Character Name
Kaelynn Anna Shaw

Nicknames
Kay, Kay-Kay, Kaz

Age
26

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Bisexual

Relationship Status
Single

How Your Joined You Earned Your Invite
Formerly one half of the music duo Resonance Frequency. While never what anyone would call rich or famous, they had a decent following and were well on their way to success. After the project's premature end, Kaelynn took a two year hiatus, and has only recently returned to music as a solo artist. EyeSight is her chance to move on from the past and establish her new career.

Appearance Details

• Hair: Hot pink (naturally brown) and layered, usually worn loose. It gets dishevelled and tangled easily, especially when she's on stage, not that she minds. She prefers that kind of look.
• Eyes: Blue
• Height: 5'8"
• Body Type: Tall and lanky, with a narrow boyish frame. While no athlete, she has a decent level of strength, as some people she arm wrestles in bars find out.
• Clothing Style: Often wears black tank tops or vest tops, with blue or grey skinny jeans. Other items in her wardrobe include a few T-shirts with classic rock band and musician logos, and one depicting a wolf howling at the moon. Accessory wise, she likes chunky leather chokers and bracelets, as well as skull shaped rings.
• Makeup Wise: Surprisingly little, considering her otherwise loud style. Occasionally she'll wear dark eyeshadow and eyeliner, but most of the time she's content with just pink lipstick and a touch of mascara.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: A tattoo of a musical score winding around her left lower leg. The notes have pink and yellow spring blossoms for heads, representing her new beginning in music.

Personality Traits
Loud, bubbly and full of energy, Kaelynn is the kind of person who's either fun or annoying depending who you ask. A true extrovert, she loves to be the life and soul of the party. While generally friendly, she will speak her mind, even when she shouldn't (especially after a few drinks). She's the type who has little to hide, or so she claims.

Despite her love of socialising, she keeps friendships casual, without getting too close. This is because her mask of positivity hides her fear of losing people. While she's usually open with her feelings, difficult life events are something she keeps to herself, and she avoids getting into situations where they could happen again. Sometimes to the detriment of herself and others. She's also nowhere near as confident about setting out on her own as she seems.

Upbringing Synopsis
Born in Seattle to a music teacher mother, Kaelynn showed musical interest and talent from a young age. This was one reason she and her schoolmate Daniel got along so well. They'd frequently meet up, sharing guitar techniques, playing and singing together. By the end of high school, they were musical duo Resonance Frequency, as well as more than friends.

Little by little, they built up a name for themselves. They started out performing locally, then after signing up to a record label, touring across America. Before long, they got in a few tours through Canada and Europe. Throughout their career, they remained one of those rare couples who stuck together long after high school. It seemed nothing could separate them.

Until the day a motorcycle accident claimed Daniel's life.

Withdrawing from music and from the world, a grief-stricken Kaelynn went back to her bar job. It was a year until she picked up a guitar or sang again, and even then, it was just for friends and family at parties. They were the ones who, another year later, managed to convince her to resume her former career. While touring as a solo artist wasn't the same, she acknowledged she couldn't have stayed away from it forever, and Daniel wouldn't have wanted her to give up her dream.

Misc.
Face Claim: Charlotte Free | Color Code: ff0080
Additional info: Some people wonder why she's never done any songs dealing with her loss - much of her material is uplifting, even her ballads. In truth, she's written several for therapeutic purposes, but has never recorded them. She worries it would come across as exploiting tragedy for financial gain.
Last act I saw in concert: From The Jam

@LuckyBlackCat

This looks great and as soon as I have the characters tab set up, she is on the act list!

BTW, sorry I have been taking so long to get this set up. Work kicked my ass this week and I'm just now starting to recover, especially with another project happening at the same time. Not naming names...

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

As the water lapped lazily at the sides of the pool, the sounds intertwined with the waves hitting the shore of the beach not to far from the waterside bar that was strangely unoccupied at this time of day. Save for the bartender diligently working at his post and the lone customer sitting on one of the stools, slowly and somberly sipping at the mojito that was proclaimed to be the specialty of the joint. They weren't lying, it was a damn fine mojito. The mint was fresh and it masked the aftertaste of the white rum that wasn't the customer's usual drink of choice, but for now would serve the purpose she needed it for.

As she sat at the bar, absent-mindedly twirling her hair, a habit she didn't even know she had until a year or so ago, Tara O'Leary was trying to find any distraction she could from what the schedule had in store for her today. The drinks were helping, and so was scrolling through her phone reading through the news. It was at least taking her mind off the cocktail party that was so far and away from her scene it might as well be on Cuba.

The schedule of events was one thing Tessa failed to mention when convincing Tara that coming to the 10-year reunion. After she said yes, then Tessa showed her the schedule. It screamed Amanda. It was all hoidy-toidy, a far cry from the parties of high school. That would have been a proper tribute. Having everyone cram into Tessa's parents' house with like two kegs, a smattering of coolers and ending with Gabe Kingery being chucked out on his face. He's just probably wearing better clothes now.

Anyway, she was here now. Tara was complicit in that. She was the one packed up all her things, including a couple dresses that were way above her paygrade. She was the one who drove her Corolla into Tessa's place in Orlando in the freaking dark, before sunrise, left it there and made the near-seven hour trip along the coast, past the old stomping grounds in Palm Beach, through the Everglades and along US-1, literally driving on the ocean, to get to this place that screamed ostentatious.

That drive would probably end up being the highlight of the reunion weekend. If there was one person Tara wanted to be trapped in a car with for that amount of time, Tessa would top the list. There were copious amounts of caffeinated beverages consumed, from the Dunkin' coffee picked up in Kissimmee to the three bottles of Coke picked up at the gas station in Yeehaw Junction. Seriously. Yeehaw Junction. Anyway, it was necessary to keep Tara somewhat awake and coherent. At least Tessa was doing the driving. She did a good job controlling the radio and the two were able to keep the chatter going for a solid amount of time. It was nice. Honestly, it was something they should probably do more often. Not for seven hours though. And not starting at 4AM.

By the time they arrived at the staging point for this grand reunion, both women went to their assigned rooms to unpack. However, while Tessa was given a prime spot on the second floor near the queen bee and her cohorts, Tara, being near the bottom of the roster as she assumed, was assigned 107, one of the rooms buried in the corner of the first floor. It was fine really. Tara didn't want to be in the midst of everyone arriving and seeing her and it was fine. She could deal. Even if there was probably gonna be a bunch of noise from the banging above her. It was fine. Quiet even. For now.

But it was too quiet, which is why Tara stepped out and made her way to the bar where she had posted herself up for the last hour or so. Rudy the bartender was doing a great job at making sure the mojito supplies didn't get too low. If Tara was going to get through all of what this weekend had to offer, alcohol was going to be a necessary part of that formula. She just didn't want to get all the questions about what happened and why she wasn't off beating people up for a living. What happened to her looks. If Grayson was here, she didn't want to answer to that either. As far as she was concerned, most people here didn't need to know what had happened to her life. Aside from maybe Willow. Tara hoped Willow was here. The lack of contact after the wedding was a little concerning. But that was it. Everyone else could just be left in the dark with the image of T.K.O. as they knew her then. Not now.

Tara was content to just keep hiding out in the bar until she required to go do something. However, people started coming into the area. It seemed to be a crew following behind some red-headed woman who reminded Tara a bit of her youngest sister. However, it was clear she was a lot more... demanding than Shannon was.

"And so we'll need to move the tables out of this area to make room for mingling and... Hey! Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The O'Leary woman pointed to herself, as if surprised that the only customer here would be the one being addressed. "Me? I'm patronizing this bar, and I'm doing it pretty well I think. Why shouldn't I be doing that?"

The other woman looked perturbed. "Because this is the site of the cocktail party that is going to be happening today, and I need time to make sure everything looks proper for all the guests! Besides, it's going to be an open bar and we need to prepare the area for a steady stream of traffic to the serving area!"

The phrase "open bar" perked up Tara's ears. "All right, all right. I'm moving." She slipped a final five to Rudy. "I'll be back when these drinks are on you, OK?" She picked up the glass containing the rest of her mojito and headed to the door. "Don't worry. I'll bring the glass back," Tara told the still scowling red-head as she departed. With her hangout now cordoned off, there wasn't much else Tara could think to do. "Guess I can go take a nap or something." She yawned. "Maybe I'll get lucky and sleep through this shindig."

She headed back to her room. Luckily there weren't many stairs involved on the way. As soon as she entered the doorway, Tara placed her drink on the end table and collapsed into her spacious bed within seconds, barely remembering to kick her flip flops off in the process before catching some needed rest.

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

She's a Knockout, Y'all!

Full Name

Tara Kathleen O'Leary

Nicknames

T.K.O.

Age

28

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bisexual (She thinks)

Relationship Status

Single

Occupation

Physical Therapist, WWE Performance Center

Current Address

1612-12 1600 Oviedo Court Cir, Oviedo, FL

Appearance Details

The Tara of 10 years ago was a supremely confident woman, and it showed in her looks. She kept her reddish-brown hair in an unruly pixie cut atop her head that showed how few fucks she gave. She preferred to show some levels of femininity, with her eyeliner skills on point, especially since she never had to worry about getting her makeup messed up in a fight. She rotated through a selection of dresses, her favorite being the green one, but most people didn't wonder about why she was wearing a dress underneath a leather bomber jacket, because most people weren't silly enough to ask.

Nowadays, the leather jacket has been retired. Tara long realized a while ago that the jacket wasn't the best choice as everyday wear in the Florida climate. She favors a section of conservative dresses or turtleneck/jean combos when she is out and about, and a yoga pants/tight long-sleeve shirt combo when at work. Her hair has since been allowed to grow out, covering up the multiple piercings in her ears as it darkened to a more classic brown color. Her body is still athletic and maintains some of the muscle tones from her athletic days, thanks to the home gym that is set up in the two bedroom apartment she rents while saving up for a house. However, much like the tattoos of the snarling bobcat on her right shoulder blade and the barbed wire around both upper arms, they are covered up by her wardrobe.

Personality

The Tara that is showing up for this reunion is a stark contrast to the Tara that left King's Academy 10 years ago. That Tara was known for being tough as nails and not taking anyone's shit whatsoever. As one of the oldest people in her grade, she especially didn't care for people who picked on those who were smaller and unable to fight back. Tara usually kicked the crap out of them. However, this Tara hasn't fought in a few years. Could she still do it? Probably? Is she going to find out? Not likely at this point. This Tara has become more reserved, more withdrawn. It's why she lives a solid distance away from her place of work, so she can maintain that level of separation with everything else.

It's like the fight from before was slowly leeched from her. She is still caring, still willing to give the shirt off her back to someone who asks for it, especially at work, but her social life has become non-existent. This is the first contact she is going to have with most of the people from her graduating class since finally getting out of Palm Beach. Tara is pretty anxious that people who remember her as this avenging feminist crusader are going to be extremely disappointed with who shows up in T.K.O's place. But she already committed to going, so she's here.

Upbringing Synopsis

Tara O'Leary was the first child of Brendan O'Leary, the heir to an national auto parts chain, and Nicola McTavish, a fresh-out-of-Florida Atlantic management intern at the time. Brendan's father Michael forced Brendan into a shotgun marriage once it was revealed Nicola was with child, and it ended up feeling husband and wife perpetually had guns pointed at them. But they remained together for the old man's sake, as well as that of Brendan's inheritance. In the meantime, the new family set up shop in a lovely little Palm Beach estate house.

Nicola did her best to raise first Tara, then later Claire and Shannon, but it was tough doing so by herself. Brendan had no interest, instead doing his best to figure out how he could get his father out of the company so he could take over. Tara's mother was a tough cookie though, having been raised by her own parents on the mean streets of Jacksonville to be able to take care of herself and the others who needed it. She imparted that wisdom onto Tara, who grew before her peers and as such became a protector to a lot of the smaller children in her grade. She liked the role, and invested her time in getting more athletic and better at brawling. She invested a lot of time in athletics; softball in the spring, rugby in the fall, and boxing whenever she had a spare chance.

Tara was informally known as T.K.O. due to her initials, but it started taking on another meaning as her reputation as a fierce fighter spread. It culminated at senior prom, when Willow Nicholson's date glanced sideways at another woman and when Willow came to T.K.O., the woman responded, in sequined dress and all, with a right hook to Grayson Chambers' face that left him knocked out on the gym floor. She didn't get much chance to revel in that act though. She was suspended from graduation and soon after, she left Florida. There were no softball scholarships for an outfielder that struck out way too much, but Quinnipiac University in Connecticut offered a full ride for their women's rugby program.

University life was great for Tara. Her teammates loved her, she was great in the scrums, and she managed to earn a degree in Biology with ease, moving on to her doctorate in order to become a physical therapist. Of course that was also to keep her in the Connecticut area to work on her side project of getting a WWE tryout. She figured she had the right combo of brawn, agility and fighting skill to make it, but as her doctorate program at Sacred Heart University got more and more intense, she was able to put less and less time into it. However, she did get vital connections inside the building, and it was one of them, Amanda Bentley, that recommended that she do her placement at the WWE Performance Center back in her home state.

The doctorate path was exhausting for Tara, just being able to keep up with all the necessary studies, so when she got to Orlando, the bosses there were more focused on having her attend to other athletes in the facility. T.K.O kept looking for an opportunity to try out, but they never gave her a second glance. She even started to feminize her look even more, growing her hair out and wearing more revealing clothes, but over the two years at the Centre, she got more worn down, even after being hired on full time. She was making enough money to not need to worry about Daddy, who had divorced her mother the second that her grandfather passed away and immediately moved out of the country to avoid paying taxes. Her mother was fine enough on her own, having gotten back into the field she trained for in university, but she moved out of state as well. With one sister heading for California and the other looking to join her following graduation, Tara began to feel increasingly isolated and she retreated into herself. She focused on maintaining her body in case she did get that call for a full tryout, but even that seemed hopeless. She's just lost a lot of the fight that got her to where she is. Now that the 10-year anniversary has come around, Tara accepted Amanda's invitation on a whim of maybe reconnecting with some people, but as the date got closer, she's not sure it was a good idea, given just how much has changed since 2009. But she will find out soon enough.

Family

Extras

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• Her workout mix consists of primarily punk rock and metal songs from her high school days.
• Drives a green 2016 Toyota Corolla.
• Her Twitter and Instagram handles are @ShestheTKO, but they've been inactive for some time.
• Still doesn't like clam chowder, despite the time in New England. It's gross.
• My favorite dessert is cupcakes! Especially the cookies and cream ones.

Relations Sheet (Complete!)

{"I've never been much of a lover, and now that I'm not much of a fighter, I don't really know what I am anymore. Just a woman who's been to Target way too much lately.}
⚜ Acquaintances ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ☮ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends ~*~ § Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠ Enemies

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☯ ☯ Reina Barracano ☯ ☯
"Right, is that movie girl? Like she actually made like that student film and stuff? Never saw her."
Everyone saw The Damned. It was basically required viewing. Heck, there was even a party dedicated to viewing it. However, Tara never met Reina in person, and as such, has no connection.

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☯ ☯ Camden Bensen ☯ ☯
"Camden... Camden... Like New Jersey? I mean, I've never been... Oh, the person! Um... yeah, sorry."
There wasn't much contact between Camden and Tara. At least, not that Tara could remember. The name sounded vaguely familiar, maybe on Instagram or something? Claire was always in those circles. Still, nothing concrete was coming to mind.

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⚜ ⚜ Allison Bentley-Song ⚜ ⚜
"She was cool enough. Definitely got some cool moms. Amanda is great. I hope Allison's doing all right."
Allison wasn't the type to accept failure in high school. That was quite all right with Tara, who appreciated the confidence. Allison ended up helping Tara with a couple of Math courses and through Allison, Tara met Amanda Bentley, who took some interest in the young scrapper and helped her get hooked up with the job in the WWE following her graduation. However, with Allison now out of state, Tara doesn't have near as much a connection with her as she does with her more-famous mother.

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☯ ☯ Caden Burke ☯ ☯
"He hung out with Gray, so that was a mark against him. Still, I dunno. Never spoke to him."
Aside from seeing him hanging out with her T.K.O. victim at senior prom, Tara doesn't know anything else about Caden.

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☠ ☠ Grayson Chambers ☠ ☠
"I wonder if he can actually feel his jaw again. I know my fist still feels it. Hard as hell, that mandible."
Ah, Grayson, aka the man who made T.K.O. a household nickname in King's. Before the incident, they were at least neutral. Grayson hung out with the boys and was a bit of a jerk, but not enough to catch Tara's attention for too long. However, the night of senior prom, when Willow told Tara exactly what happened and how Grayson was dropping her for another woman, that put him squarely on Tara's shitlist. T.K.O knocked him to Tokyo with one punch and that was it. There was no contact after that, mostly because Grayson was unconscious and Tara was soon suspended.
Still, Tara thinks about that punch. She wonders if he actually learned anything from that night, or if she even has it in her to repeat that feat if necessary. It's the defining event of her high school experience, but she's hoping that's not all everyone remembers about her. At least Grayson probably won't after that lick he took.

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⚜ ⚜ Teddy Gage ⚜ ⚜
"Teddy is such a freaking sweetheart. I hope he found a man good enough for him. He deserves it."
Tara met Teddy when she joined the GSA, figuring she might as well lean full into the rumors about her. Teddy was welcoming and the two became friends over their shared dislike of bullies. They shared a magical night at junior prom with Brent Santiago-Walsh and managed to maintain their friendship throughout the end of high school. However, while there was still some level of connection afterwards, the social media channels could only do so much and they drifted apart.

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☯♥ ☯♥ Dre Martin ♥☯ ♥☯
"Of course, Dre was hot. Plus he's making that pro money now. I wonder what he's doing later... Nah. It would never happen."
It was hard not to have a bit of a crush on King's Academy's resident star athlete. However, Tara never acted on it for fear of tarnishing her reputation. Now that the reunion is coming and Dre is confirmed to be in attendance though... she still probably won't do anything.

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♫ ♫ Tessa Mendoza-Rosales ♫ ♫
"She's gonna have to carry me through this damn thing, because I have no clue how else I'm going to get through all of this."
Tessa is one of Tara's oldest and dearest friends. Probably the only one left who will actually be at this reunion. The two met on the softball team and while she came off as a bitch to a lot of people on her bad side, Tara appreciated her blunt nature, as well as the fact that she knew a thing or two about fighting, and the two bonded. Tara often served as the unofficial bouncer when Tessa's brothers were throwing parties that the underclassmen got into.
They ended up 3,000 miles apart for undergrad, but resumed their friendship when both got into Connecticut med schools, although Tessa's Yale stint easily topped Tara's course at Sacred Heart. Still, with the friends only a half an hour apart and studying in similar fields, it made it easy for the bonds to be reestablished and shared study sessions, both alcohol-fueled and not were common.
Now that both are established in the Orlando area, they still get together regularly to catch up and dish on various things, but Tara's been more withdrawn, especially being so far out of town. Tessa was the one who ultimately convinced Tara to accept Amanda's invitation to the reunion, so if nothing else, a weekend drinking in the Keys will be good to recharge the friendship at least.

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☮ ☮ Willow Nicholson ☮ ☮
"I miss Willow. I wish I knew what happened after the wedding. If I find out Lucas did anything to her... let's just say I've learned some shit from when I punched Grayson... Least I think I still remember it..."
On the surface, it didn't seem like Willow and Tara were in sync on anything, but a random pairing in gym class led to a friendship at least as strong as the one Tara remembered from watching Buffy reruns. Tara was quick to get Willow up and moving, at least in stark contrast to her previous efforts in PE, and Willow bestowed the nickname "Rocky" upon Tara, which she liked given the fighting and the roots of her name in Gaelic lore. When Grayson broke Willow's heart at senior prom, Tara was absolutely livid that he could do something to someone so freaking sweet, and she went full T.K.O. on Grayson in response.
The two remained close through undergrad, even as Willow was spending more and more time with Lucas, who Tara didn't really care for. Something about him never seemed right. They were still close enough that Willow made Tara a part of the bridal party for their eventual marriage. However, it was soon after the marriage that they started to drift apart, with Tara's move back to Florida essentially sealing the deal. She hasn't talked to Willow in a while, but Tara is hopeful Willow will be here to at least be able to do some much-needed catching up. Tara could use some sunshine in her life.

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☯ ☯ Grace Pruitt ☯ ☯
"I dunno. She was kinda cute I guess, but she seemed so closed off, you know? Whatever, her life to live."
Grace was kind to those she got to know. Tara was not one of those people. Despite similar tastes in hair in high school, the two never made any kind of meaningful connection.

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☯ ☯ Jace Russo ☯ ☯
"I don't know what all the other girls see in the guy. Just seems kinda...meh."
Jace was a fixture at the regular parties, but he kept out of trouble. He always seemed to have ladies on him, but Tara never understood it, and she lost touch after high school.

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☮ ☮ Brent Santiago-Walsh ☮ ☮
"Brent was a cool guy, for a football player. Thought he would have made it. Guess he had too much heart."
Tara and Brent got along very well, sharing a mutual disgust of bullies and bonding over efforts to curb it, even if Tara took a more direct approach than Brent did. Their relationship was strong enough that Tara teamed with Brent to take Teddy to junior prom. It was an enjoyable evening, unlike senior prom one year later. Still, with Brent staying in state for school, Tara did her best to keep up with his football career while up in Connecticut with Tessa. Now that Tara has returned to Florida, contact has been re-established with Brent, enough that while he is in the Orlando area, they will hang and work out together.

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☯ ☯ Alex Shields ☯ ☯
"I think he was all right. Didn't have to punch him so that's a plus."
Tara was on friendly terms with Alex, but the two didn't cross paths very much. As such, they didn't really build any lasting connections past the end of high school.

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§ § Amanda Woodall-Cross § §
"Pretty sure she doesn't care for me. At least the old me. This me, I don't know. Might be more her speed, I guess."
Considering the shared friendships with Tessa and Willow, one would think that it would be natural for Amanda and Tara to be somewhat friendly. Nope. Tara's aggressive beat-em-up feminist style never seemed to gel with Amanda's prissy, head-of-the-school status, and as such the two avoided contact for the most part. Amanda's invitation to the reunion was the most she's ever said to Tara in one go. Tara's not looking forward to contact with the class president, although this tamed version of Tara might be more to her liking.

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